Not Connected

Not yet…may we see that… not now,

A hiatus of some months, some years,

The hunger for reality sits comfortably

On the prevailing swirling currents

Running through the dreamless isolation.


We know not the impact, the reprisal,

Takes up the reins with frontier spirit,

Trap in loveless life go for a mighty spin,

A kind of self-awareness sweep across

The uneven plane, otherwise bland and empty.


Love and hatred, the pattern and identity

Unfolds frosty morning and darkly night,

The attachment and loss that shape a life

Disparate and detached yet rudely familiar,

The fragments never come to a coherent whole.

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About gopallahiri

Gopal Lahiri, a bilingual poet from India, has been writing poetry for more than twenty years. He has had five poetry collections in Bengali (mother tongue) and five collections in English. His poems appeared in print and electronic publications worldwide. He is a regular contributor of poems in several poetry web sites and magazines.

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